And with this, the jigsaw is complete. YLTC, OH, MAF, Open House, Mount Ophir, Atlantis, Bike hike and so on... Our term is drawing to its inevitable conclusion.
Its funny how a 5-day camp can forge such lasting and unbreakable ties between complete strangers. When we decided to call ourselves EZOAC, we have barely gotten to know each other. Then, in just over a year, we have shared and experienced so much together, gone through stuff we have hardly dreamed of. Unconsciously, we began to define what it means to be EZOAC, this unique identity we share. Our photo collection multiplies and probably cant fit into any number of DVDs. But in the process, our ties and friendships continue to be strengthened as we find out more about each other, even as we find out about ourselves.
At this juncture, as we are poised to end off our CCA term, think about everything and everything we have gone through. it is clear that we are so so much more than a CCA.
A CCA lasts for a year and people go on with their separate lives, unaffected, unchanged. A month later, when we step down as HCOAC instructors, we may similarly go on our own paths and choose our own separate destinies. We may begin to lose touch with each other, decades down the road. But, we will all share a common memory, one that was once such a huge part of our lives, one that echoes of joy, excitement and passion, one that we can look back on with no regrets and cry as we remember those crazy times we've had. And this memory, named ezoac long before we realised what it could mean, is what will hold us together, is what is so unique to us, and is what will surely last a lifetime.
What more can we ask for?
-shiu
Hey all!
I just visited our seniors' blogs, and then browsed through the archives of our own, and I'm somewhat filled with mixed emotions...
A sense of awe, at how much we've been through, how much we've grown, and how much I've emo-ed over the past year and a half. (How can someone possibly be so emo!?!??!)
A sense of achievement, that we've sailed through our term relatively well - OH, YL, Atlantis and the Bike Hike to come, have been a great success.
But above all, a sense of fear that constantly claws the back of my mind - the fear that perhaps 5 or 10 years down the road, we may not even be able to recognise each other anymore. The fear that all the fun we've had will have to come to an end. A fear that will inevitably cause me to become emo.
Oh no, not again! )x
Something I read on our seniors' blog - only the best of friends can withstand the test of time. I think it's going to be the toughest one yet, but I'm sure we'll be able to pull through. Just as we held on tight to each other and emerged from YL last year with our shirt, lets continue to hold on to each other and never loosen our grip. Okay? (:
We can start by doing something like this to each other:

<3 HUGS FOR EVERYONEEEEEEEE~
- Scherzo (Peng Sing lah)